I miss this.
There is not a moment throughout the day when I am not Masters slave; however, work and bills and all the hurdles and misadventures of life often occupy my mind these days and I find by the time I retire to bed, weary from the day, I crave to serve.
I do not have to be sexual with Master, I do not have to have him smack me or use me physically but I do ache to find that calm within me and reconnect with the slave Master brought to life so many years ago.
This image only reminds me that it would be best for me, for the relationship I share with Master to pause at the end of my day and take some time - if only five minutes - to regain that strength. The strength that lives inside of me, helps me to flourish and be the powerful, creative, pleasing, fulfilled slave I am.